to be tolerant and not to hurt the feelings of our host and hostess or change the routine of the place at which we were guests.

The boys saw so well how all this discipline and lack of freedom caused Baba to suffer. They suffered with him for this lack of understanding, but they were not allowed to say a word. Baba treated us still as children in these early days. He talked of the wonderful times ahead when we would all be with him, all work for him, and never be separated — how one day he would call us all to India to visit the spiritual spots connected with his own life and also to meet the Circle, the Mandali in India (This we did a year later.) He seemed to have to win us in those early days with the promise of nice gifts, just as you win little children's love. Later we saw through all this and on this last visit, when we seemed more grown up, Baba ceased to hold out so many wonders to us all. No need. The Fisherman had us secure in his net! The bait? His pure love.

Another afternoon was spent going down an extremely steep narrow path to another beach to visit a cave in which Meredith had once meditated all night. With considerable difficulty, I and the boys got down. Baba ran easily enough, but Kaka wasn't quite so agile and Chanji had a heart condition and was out of breath. Baba knew this and made him go slowly, making him sit down occasionally. We got down there and sat in the cave for barely five minutes when Baba ordered us all up again with these orders — that all were to keep well ahead of him and the boys. Baba's reason for this, I think, was so that he could give all his help to poor Chanji for whom that walk had really been too much. On arriving home, some were ordered by Baba to lie down for an hour and rest with a hot-water bottle after a cup of hot tea. Baba was always thoughtful.

So spring-like was the weather that we were able to take tea often in the garden and play ball and other games there. It was here, about three days after our arrival, that Baba suddenly announced that he must have nine days complete holiday before he spoke — as this was his last chance. Then came up the discussion where he should go. Knowing how cold he was in the West, we thought of Italy. From three places mentioned in Switzerland, Baba selected Lugano.

Then came the question who was to go. Baba wanted all the boys and those whom he had previously called to Paris to go with him. This seemed impossible at first. One was married and did not feel that she could leave her husband for so long; another was teaching. Baba said You must all come" — and by his help even the married one came too. This was a real treat. To have Baba with us for nine days abroad and no visitors to be seen! It seemed unbelievable, (But it did not turn out to be Paradise, as I will relate later.) So now we began to think of returning to London. Again, I was sent home Thursday to make plans with Cook's for hotels,